Rebirth of Sweet Love: Master Mu Chases His Wife to the Crematorium

Chapter 256
Although Luo Wanning's professional swimsuit was very conservative, it did not affect her being the focus of all the men on the scene, including the diving prince on the ten-meter platform.

The one-piece swimsuit wrapped the girl's slender body, which just perfectly presented her beautiful S-shaped figure, showing her grace as she warmed up.

Luo Wanning knew that reality shows also had scripts, but the current plot had obviously been tampered with.

As for whether it was the airborne Luo Zixi who changed the script, that's unknown.

After all, when she was in the dressing room in the morning, she saw the gauze wrapped around her chest.

Luo Wanning walked up to the ten-meter platform calmly, and then looked down, which made her feel like she was standing on a bungee jumping platform.

It is amazing that she can adapt to all extreme sports, and the only time she flinches is to return from the bungee jumping platform of more than 200 meters.

She didn't dare to try that kind of suicidal experience, perhaps related to the cause of her death in her previous life.

She was afraid of the weightless feeling of falling.

"Miss Xingluo, are you okay?" Meng Jiasheng asked with concern, his eyes were full of sincerity.

Luo Wanning pursed her lips and smiled, then tilted her head at him.

"If it's not OK, it can only be OK."

That smile, two shallow dimples made Meng Jiasheng drunk.

He blushed like a young man in love, and even his breathing became short of breath.

His eyes wandered, but he caught sight of the gauze protruding from the shoulder straps of the girl's swimsuit with a last casual glance.

"Did your shoulder hurt?"

Luo Wanning lowered her eyes and hummed lightly.

"I just had nine stitches two days ago."

When the words fell, the other party's eyes were staring like bull's eyes.

"You can't jump!"

After decisively speaking, the man turned around and looked down the platform, then turned on the microphone and shouted loudly: "Director, Miss Xingluo is injured and cannot jump."

The director thought that Luo Wanning was acting coquettish in front of the other party again, so he held up the loudspeaker and shouted up: "Xing Luo, can you record it? If not, let's..."

Before the words were finished, a sound like a firecracker exploded in the venue——

"Record what! Don't record it, don't record it, record your uncle!"

"Xingluo, your uncle, hurry up and get down to me!"

Luo Wanning looked at the reputation, aside from this signature instant noodle hair, who else can control this dazzling pink suit so well?
Mu Shifeng looked very irritable. He broke in all the way, followed by a group of staff who tried to stop him.

The director stood up in shock when he saw the person coming, "Spenser?"

Immediately, he immediately walked towards the other party with a smile on his face, "Spenser, you have been in a state of retreat after returning to China, why are you here today?"

Mu Shifeng glanced at the thin-haired middle-aged director like he was a fool, and then continued to hit the other party's field.

The recording was interrupted, and Luo Wanning and Meng Jiasheng got off the platform one after the other.

No one, including Luo Wanning himself, knew what happened.

Why did this former international superstar, now the president of Haina Film and Television, suddenly rush to smash a variety show?

Mu Shifeng took off his suit and threw it at the dazed Luo Wanning, then turned to look at the director who was following behind him.

"Qian Dayou, are you deliberately making things difficult for my artist?"

The director was stunned when he heard the sound, the dignified president of Haina Film and Television even came to support a young artist himself?

"Spenser, misunderstood, I didn't"

"Now in China, don't call me Spenser, and the young master has retired, and now he is the president of Haina Film and Television!"

"Yes, Mr. Mu, it's not that I made things difficult on purpose, it's the effect of the show and the rules of the game." Qian Dayou retorted cautiously.

"The rules are dead, are you dead too?"

Mu Shifeng squinted his eyes narrowly, his cold eyes swept over every female guest present, and finally those flashing eyes fell back on Qian Dayou.

"Hey~~~ I understand now, you are selectively bullying my artists based on the status of these guests, right?"

(End of this chapter)